Love is .....

Love is a tender flame, burning bright But also a sharp blade, cutting deep It fills our hearts with pure delight Yet leaves us wounded, unable to sleep The joy of love can turn to pain As we navigate its twists and turns We may feel lost in its endless refrain And yearn for the love that no longer burns But even in our deepest sorrow Love remains a beacon in the night Guiding us towards a better tomorrow And filling us with hope so bright So let us embrace love's bittersweet sting For in its hurt, we find our truest longing It's a reminder that we're alive and breathing And that love, despite its pain, is always worth belonging.